The King of Quick Transmigration took the wrong cannon fodder script!

Dhanapanchal City.

The Lord of the City, who had spent all his wealth and a city of slaves to gain freedom, finally felt his heart return to its original place.

Breathe a long sigh of relief!

They were too scared of an opponent as powerful and ruthless as Xianju City.

Not only were they afraid of a sneak attack on the way, but they were also afraid that they would return the favor and follow them to destroy the city later.

Thinking of the worries along the way, not being able to eat or sleep well, the city lord gritted his teeth: The hatred of being captured is irreconcilable!

The pain at the tip of his tongue allowed him to retain some sanity.

Even if the soldiers from all the city-states in the southern part of the island unite, they may not be the opponents of Xianju City.

As long as they hide in the inner city at the critical moment, who can do anything to them?

What frightened him the most was that he still hadn't figured out the weapon the other party used to kill the enemy.

After questioning the captured soldiers, they came to the conclusion that it was a hidden weapon that could paralyze people's consciousness.

Once you are hit by such a hidden weapon, you are almost at the mercy of others!

Isn't it too cruel?

However, the city owner just couldn't swallow this bad breath when Dana Banchar City was allowed to succumb to Xianju City and the Haidayak tribe was allowed to come to Dana Banchar City to open a shop and earn their gold coins. .

Angry and scared.

Although they only stayed one night in the outer city of Xianju City, they saw a lot of good things.

It is conceivable that if they move all these good things to Danapanchar City, the gold coins of the entire city-state will be put into the pockets of Xianju City.

This thought weighed heavily on his mind, and he tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep at all.

I kept thinking in my mind that the Panchar people in the south were useless, and the Mora Patmo Kingdom in the west was as timid as a mouse.

The timid country of Mora Patmo is extremely cunning. Their leader took the treasure across the sea all the way north a hundred years ago and worshiped a big brother from the land as his backer.

If it weren't for Big Brother's reputation on this island, the country of Mora Patmo would have been completely carved up by the Panchar people.

Can they borrow their eldest brother to control Xianju City?

He also had to go to the country of Molapamos in person to "discuss" with their king.

Lord You of Xianju City didn't know that the captives who had just been released were obsessed with revenge. After the rainy season came, he stayed in the dock all day long.

The iron wood used in shipbuilding has been dried by the simulated natural drying equipment in the shipyard workshop.

The first project they used to practice their skills was a traditional dhow fishing boat with a carrying capacity of fifteen tons.

Compared with giant seagoing ships like three-masted sailboats, single-masted fishing boats are just cute in size.

This cute little fishing boat has a simple structure and is relatively easy to operate. It is suitable for offshore fishing and coastal navigation.

However, its shortcomings are also obvious.

Because the sail area is limited, a sloop is more likely to lose balance and control in strong winds and waves.

A model of a half-meter-long dhow fishing boat is now placed in the dock hall.

The newly joined Bajau boatwrights have a high regard for the dhow fishing boat, which is said to be about fifteen meters long and two and a half meters wide.

Calculated using the volume units of Xianju City, the load capacity of fifteen tons is 30,000 kilograms!

What kind of bicycle do you want?

If the Bayao tribe could have such a big ship, why would they not be powerful?

The shipbuilding process is all in the mind of the virtual chief engineer. City Master You is busy watching the chief engineer coordinating the assembly line operations of the shipwrights.

In October of the lunar calendar, the rainy season comes as promised.

It only took a week for the weather to go from a short period of heavy rain to several days of continuous light and moderate rain. The river in the rainforest overflowed into the depression, and the entire island was soaked in water.

Many green plants that had been wilted in the sun had been washed away from months of dust, and began to grow crazily after drinking enough rain.

It was originally the season to recuperate and recuperate. Recently, the slaves, who had only made a few centimeters by cutting down miscellaneous trees and selling them to paper mills, set off towards the rainforest.

It's another Saturday.

Madam You, who wanted to take a regular nap, was visited by staff from the acquisition center.

Without exception, they encountered something new that they didn't recognize.

Mrs. You rubbed her eyes and was stunned as she looked at the colorful fruits with all kinds of strange shapes on the table.

Why do these things look so much like durian?

The color and size were very different from those she had eaten in later generations.

The largest shell of the spike is no bigger than a grapefruit, and the smallest one is only as big as an adult's fist.

It may be the result of growing freely in the nourishment of tropical rainforests and interbreeding between various species.

The shapes and colors are diverse, and the flesh after opening has its own characteristics, either bright yellow, orange-red, milky white, or black and green.

"Goddess, they say that each of these fruits has a different taste. Some are fragrant and sweet, and some are bitter and hard to swallow."

When she saw the fruit on her stomach, Mrs. You couldn't hold back her hands for a long time.

I picked the cracked ones and broke several of them open.

Well, let’s start with the one with the prettiest color!

Oh, this orange-red durian has a very soft and smooth texture, and a light fragrance.

The milky white one is a bit dry and glutinous, and it is so sweet that it feels like you have swallowed a sugar bomb.

The dark-green durian pulp is just as unpleasant as its color, smelly and bitter.

In opening the blind box, some patterns were found.

The slave captain was so happy to see the goddess eating happily and picking dozens of baskets of durians.

Their team was originally rushing to pick herbs. After walking for seven or eight days, they encountered these fruit trees in a forest in the northwest.

Their team had a lot of controversy over these fruits that didn't smell sweet.

The brave team member picked a few and tasted them, and was immediately conquered by the sweet and glutinous taste of some of them. In the end, their team picked more than twenty baskets and sent them to Xianju City.

Hehe, looking at the goddess eating so deliciously, their hard work was not in vain.

Of course, it would not be in vain. The rich color and taste of wild durian made Madam You open five in succession and she was still unsatisfied.

In the middle of eating, he said: "This fruit is called durian. Now is their ripe season. Xianju City buys it at five centimeters per kilogram. We can harvest as much as we can!"

The staff at the purchasing center was very puzzled: "Isn't it just a kind of wild fruit? A larger one can be sold as high as ten centimeters!"

The goddess said plausibly: "Durian is different from other wild fruits. Eating it is particularly nourishing to the body and beautifying the skin. Especially for women with cold body, it is very good to eat this fruit!"

When it comes to medicinal efficacy, naturally no one will object.

The women in Xianju City are now good at keeping in good health, and they will buy whatever the goddess says is nourishing.

The slave captain almost screamed when he got the good news.

What if they plucked all the durian trees they found?

Ouch, I don’t dare to think about it, I don’t dare to think about it